Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

The victory on Mo San's face froze on his face as if it was frozen.

The necromancer beside him instinctively wanted to laugh, but suddenly felt an extreme killing intent, and slashed his head and rushed towards him.

Let him fall into an ice cave.

He reacted instantly, and then forcibly suppressed his instincts with his will, not allowing himself to show the slightest heterogeneity, trying to act as if nothing had happened....

"Huh-huh..."

Director Mo Sang took a few deep breaths before he could barely suppress the monstrous anger that surged in his heart, and did not let himself gaffe on the spot.

However, the monstrous anger that had already surged into his heart had clearly affected him.

Let him resolutely choose the former in the choice of "entering or not entering".

"Everyone! Access to the underground pipe network! Destroy that rat!

After that, Director Mo Sang turned his head to look at the necromancer beside him, and the threat in his eyes was not concealed.

Anger to anger, safety to safety.

In this regard, he was still able to tell the difference.

Under his persecution, the necromancer could only cry with a sad face, and slowly entered the entrance of the sewer that had been devouring the dead qi under the embrace of a large group of undead...

Although Wang Ye cut off the mana supply to the misty realm, the underground pipe network, as Wang Ye's main place to stay in the later period, coupled with its closed environment, the gray-white mist in it was still very dense, and there was no tendency to weaken it...

Acting in such a sealed, dark, foul-smelling, and extremely low-visibility environment, without a little courage, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch....

"Knock knock..." The

chaotic footsteps, the slightly delayed echo, intertwined with each other, inevitably made people feel instinctively irritable.

Every step forward is a struggle against your own will.

Suddenly, there was a dense roar of thermal weapons ahead.

The face of the leading necromancer was not shocked but rejoiced.

For him, who was under great psychological pressure, the roar of the thermal weapon was much stronger than the dead silence before.

He roughly sensed it and found that it was just an automatic rapid-fire machine gun set up in a hidden position.

"Destroy it!"

The undead creatures who received the order, did not know what they were afraid of, and rushed in the direction where the sound came.

"Suddenly..." A

high-speed roaring automatic rapid-fire machine gun spat bullets from magazines with high efficiency.

The dense bullets are like a sharp scythe, crowding the undead creatures crowded in the sewers and with reduced mobility, falling in pieces....

The black and smelly blood, the rotting carrion of maggots was densely bounced and evenly smeared on the wall behind....

However, after the intervention of the necromancer.

The army of undead who could not raise their heads, which was originally suppressed by the rain of bullets, soon had a countermeasure.

Several heavily armored zombies carrying heavy shields squeezed through the group of undead with difficulty and came to the front.

Like a heavy shield the size of a door panel, it formed an airtight shield wall, blocking the incoming bullet rain.

"Dangdangdang..." The

heavily armored zombies withstood the rain of bullets, marched in unison, launched a charge, and at a slow but firm speed, rushed towards the automatic rapid-fire machine gun that was breathing fire.

Even if the heavy shield of the heavily armored zombie is broken, the heavy armored zombie behind will soon make up for it.

In less than thirty seconds, they managed to reach the location of the automatic rapid-fire machine guns.

After a flurry of smashing, the high-speed automatic rapid-fire machine gun turned into a useless pile of broken copper and iron.

"Oh, it's quite advanced! There is an automatic defense system..." The necromancer laughed, and began to guess in his heart where the other party was occupied, and he knew that they had entered the underground pipe network and did not retreat.

Such a question lingered in the hearts of all necromancers, including Moissan.

Faintly, many necromancers smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Began to unconsciously slow down the pace of progress.

However, this question of theirs was quickly forgotten by them.

"This is... Fluctuations in the nuclei of the dead element? After

advancing for a while, the leading necromancer suddenly sensed the contract undead under his command and began to become restless.

He didn't pay attention to it at first, thinking that it was the cause of the near-death storm.

But after he also walked to the position where the contract undead had begun to stir before, he suddenly sensed an extremely strong power fluctuation.

As a senior necromancer, he instantly recognized the source of this power fluctuation.

"Oh my God!"

"Can produce such a strong power fluctuation, this is the power fluctuation of the Hera Star Diamond?!"

"Grunt..."

he swallowed several times with difficulty, and his heart began to beat wildly without fighting.

If they can get ahead of those dignitaries in Hill City, they will come to Hill City and block it inside.

Then at this time, he may not be so excited.

It's just a pity that they came a little later....

But all the residents of Hill City who had a little energy ran away.

Only an empty city of Hill and a city full of poor people remained....

However, then again, if they had come early, then they must not have taken Hill City so easily.

No matter how dignitaries of Hill City are, in the face of death, they will burst out with extremely strong combat power, and the Jedi will fight back...

The necromancer who had never seen anything in the world, the greed in his mind at this time had drowned out the insignificant vigilance before, completely occupying his mind.

"Mine, it's mine..." "

Hahahaha..."

It's going to be sent this time! I sent it..." In

the midst of maniacal laughter, the necromancer no longer wasted a single bit of time, and began to frantically urge his subordinates to accelerate forward.

Now he has regarded the running Dead Qi Storm, the Death Element Spar that supplies the Death Storm to operate, and the Hera Star Diamond whose value cannot be measured in money, as his bag.

Did he sit back and watch Wang Ye be so wasteful and wasteful...

Sensing the necromancer who suddenly increased in speed in front of him, although Director Mo Sang felt confused, he also increased his speed slightly.

However, after walking to the position where the necromancer stayed before and sensing that extremely strong power fluctuation, he instantly understood everything.

As for the world he has seen, he has been staying in the Tower of Dry Bones, and he is not much stronger than the other party...

"Hurry up and !!"

"Accelerate me..."